If there was one person present feeling pure fury, it was Qi Tongwei. Fu Xiangming’s act of sweeping out of the room was akin to crushing his dignity like a bubble.
Yet, Qi Tongwei could not afford to lose his temper. The more critical the moment, the more he had to maintain his composure—even if it was all a performance, he had to make it convincing. He forced himself to relax, adopting an air of total indifference.
The meeting had no reason to continue. After a few more exchange of pleasantries, Zhao Lichun and his group hurried away, leaving only the son-in-law and his father-in-law in the room.
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